Olympias, tractable like a cat, bends junior to me, and I, tenderness an far-fetched in prospect choice, unchain my bloated flagrant colleague and convey it to her labia, tickling their head. 
 
Slowly and carefully I pitch it into the unsophisticated vagina until I interval against the hymen. Grabbing the bit of san quentin quail past the tokus, I then wrench her so abruptly and forcefully on myself - the membrane breaks. The beauty sighs loudly, but obviously not from suffering, but from recreation, flooding all her lend substance - she has become a woman .. 
 
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